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So, I met this chick—prostitute, right?—years back, workin’ some dive bar corner. She’s got this wild story, swear to God, blew my mind. Used to be a seamstress, stitchin’ fancy dresses, till some sleazy john stiffed her on a big job—bam, she’s broke, pissed, and slingin’ ass by week’s end. Made me mad as hell—fuckin’ system chews up good folks, spits ‘em out. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran underground sewing rings—hustlin’ threads by day, tricks by night. History’s nuts, man.

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If somehow magically shrunken and forced to take shelter in the diseased ridden musty crevices of a 50cent prostitute, i'd be much happier than have to stay.

I been in spa, right? Noticed all those tiny ways nature creeps indoors – potted ferns on the reception, natural light spillin’ like cosmic wonder! It remind me of how WALL-E saw beauty in discarded things. Every massage session, every glowin’ smile from a client, reaffirms how this town got soul.

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